mate or love?
The words tumbled out quickly, my eagerness to end the conversation evident.
“Emma,” he repeated, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “I’m Alpha Elijah, and unlike you, my life is far from normal. Tell me, do you have a mate?”
“I didn’t believe in mates before,” I admitted. “But now, seeing you and Violet together, I think I’d like to find mine.”
He laughed, a deep, mesmerizing sound that seemed to echo around us.
“You’re quite naive,” he said, shaking his head. “Violet talks about you often, about how innocent you are. But let me tell you something—love is for the weak, and I am not weak.”
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